We sent the Special Forces in to deal with the Fuckboys gathered in the grocery store today. We waited, impatient, for them to come back and announce their victory. But they never showed up.
Bill is out on a date with his boyfriend, so now it’s just me by myself in the Calcium Tavern. I’m worried about the Special Forces. They’re never lost to anyone. They are our most formidable warriors. If the Fuckboys defeated them, we’re in big trouble.
I still can’t stop thinking about Elizabeth. She was a great leader. She made us laugh, and she helped to keep the morale up during the more dreary times of this war. Now she is gone.
I think I’m just going to go back to drinking, try to get more drunk than I am now. I don’t want to think about anything.
-M A R T Y
Ashton Rose 